Mithrael sat on his throne as he looked at the Generals arrayed around him. "Bring a board with the biggest map we have." He said calmly.
The room was silent, no one daring to speak as he observed the Empire soldier's reactions to his presence. His eyes scanned the room, noting that some generals had sent representatives instead of appearing themselves.
"Representatives of the 5th, 7th, 9th, and 12th armies, come to the front of the room."
The men followed orders, their bodies trembled as they stood in front of the emperor. Every soldier in the room knew the truth behind Mithrael. Mithrael stood in front of them, observing them as if they were tools.
"You four will now lead your armies. Relieve the current Generals that failed to show up. Their confinement period will be one year, and they will serve in the mines. Do. Not. Kill. Them."
